It’s finals week.
The air is heavy with fatigue and impatience.
It’s been a long semester; one filled with challenges and more challenges.
Frustration levels run high and we all wait with bated breath for Friday to arrive.
A few more days and we’ll be able to put difficult classes, tedious essays, and German lessons to rest.
No one awaits the weekend with more anticipation than the Son.
He’s ready to start his holiday and frankly, so are we.
It matters not that we’ve been smurfed or that we’re this close to wearing masks every time we step out into the hallway.
What matters now is that Friday will mark the end of studying and the beginning of sleeping in and taking it easy.
The Son has been
cramming studying round the clock, while I’ve been quizzing, nagging, and physically prompting him to keep going; to reach the finish line.
Victory is so close, we can almost taste it.
But not yet.
We still have three more grueling days before we can kick back and relax.
Yet, in the midst of this chaos, one of our family members seems completely unaffected by the commotion.
From sun up to sun down, little Roxy Lee continues to go through her days unperturbed by screaming matches, sermons on delayed gratification, and long-winded speeches on responsibility.
I think whoever created the saying, “It’s a dog’s life,” hadn’t met Miss Roxy Lee.
Unless what they meant by a “dog’s life” was sunbathing in the morning, napping throughout the day, sitting up only when something catches your interest, and sticking out your tongue to signal you’re ready for a snack.
Yes, little Roxy has the right idea of what living large is all about.
It’s no wonder every family member, including extended family, has expressed the wish to trade places with our little Miss.
After all, who wouldn’t want to do what she does and look this cute in the process?
Today I’m linking up with Heidi’s Black and White Wednesday.